Wednesday, May 13, 2009/3:26 PM
dear worldd,
I'm in the library right now with Sharifah NurSyafiqah. my mind's a mess right now.
I have a flu (thanks to Nadia) so now I'm going around holding tissues and sounding all stuffed up. there's just so much that has happened, it really took something major to make it all stop and calm down. syafiqah is doing her GPP. eee.
when you have time off before CCA, you shouldn't spend it doing homework. I mean really, it's besides the point. like seven times today, people have gone up to me and asked, 'hey namira want to study econs today?' or, 'hey namira want to wrap up that experiment now?' or 'hey namira, the binomial assignment is due soon. want to do it together?'
tsk tsk. mjc people. it freaks me out that this is the mandatory conformation act that one has to pass so as to be counted as a meridian. why must MJC stand for Mugger JC? why can't it be, Merry JC or.. Music JC or.. Mat/Minah JC. I'd rather that than muggers. one tip to apply when you're just not feeling homework-ish is to think about your future. as cliche as it might sound, thinking about how you're going to live your life when you're thirty sets things in proportion.
ooh ooh! I have an announcement to make.
I am officially a bimbo. really. now, if anyone calls me a bimbo, I will accept it knowingly of how utterly air-headed I can be.... okay maybe not. maybe I'll let it slide for a month after which I will channel my I-Am-Not-A-Bimbo mode.
here's what happened. ahem ahem.
on monday I had cheerleading right so prior to cheerleading I went to loyang point to buy mcdonald's because I was freaking hungry after which I went to school drinking my coke and eating my hashbrown breakfast with my mcgriddles still in my plastic bag which I put on the table during my cheerleading practice when I think I put my earphones into the plastic bag. AFTER PRACTICE, I went home by myself. when I reached the bustop, I realised that my earphones were not with me. and for those of you who know me really well you know I can't live without my earphones. so I was panicking and was calling Fazari (my senior) who was with the guys at the time so I asked him to ask the guys whether any of them had seen my earphones and when all of them said no I relented with the fact that I had accidentally thrown away my earphones with the mcdonald's plastic bag so I went home and I could hear every single sound the bus was making and it was really disturbing. I could tell that someone was playing Crazy Taxi 2 and not Crazy Taxi 1 on his PSP . I knew that there was this one driver that is only present in Crazy Taxi 2 but that's besides the point. it was maddening because I could hear whatever the two girls behind me were saying and I craved so much to absorb myself in my music and let my imagination fly.
SO. when I went home I immediately went to loyang point and bought a pair of earphones. now the earphones that were available were the really stubby and uncomfortable kind which I loathed but I was desperate. so I went to the counter to pay for it and the second I gave my money to the lady, MATTHEW MOHAN, my phobos house captain called me and this was what he said, 'EHY NAMIRA I FOUND YOUR EARPHONES! haha lucky right?'
LUCKY?!?!?
I SPENT TWELVE DOLLARS ON STUPID EARPHONES.
I was utterly gobsmacked and flabbergasted.
but in all seriousness, I would like to thank my phobos house captain for finding my earphones.
so that was my short story for youuu.
DISTURBIA!
I'm in the library right now with Sharifah NurSyafiqah. my mind's a mess right now.
I have a flu (thanks to Nadia) so now I'm going around holding tissues and sounding all stuffed up. there's just so much that has happened, it really took something major to make it all stop and calm down. syafiqah is doing her GPP. eee.
when you have time off before CCA, you shouldn't spend it doing homework. I mean really, it's besides the point. like seven times today, people have gone up to me and asked, 'hey namira want to study econs today?' or, 'hey namira want to wrap up that experiment now?' or 'hey namira, the binomial assignment is due soon. want to do it together?'
tsk tsk. mjc people. it freaks me out that this is the mandatory conformation act that one has to pass so as to be counted as a meridian. why must MJC stand for Mugger JC? why can't it be, Merry JC or.. Music JC or.. Mat/Minah JC. I'd rather that than muggers. one tip to apply when you're just not feeling homework-ish is to think about your future. as cliche as it might sound, thinking about how you're going to live your life when you're thirty sets things in proportion.
ooh ooh! I have an announcement to make.
I am officially a bimbo. really. now, if anyone calls me a bimbo, I will accept it knowingly of how utterly air-headed I can be.... okay maybe not. maybe I'll let it slide for a month after which I will channel my I-Am-Not-A-Bimbo mode.
here's what happened. ahem ahem.
on monday I had cheerleading right so prior to cheerleading I went to loyang point to buy mcdonald's because I was freaking hungry after which I went to school drinking my coke and eating my hashbrown breakfast with my mcgriddles still in my plastic bag which I put on the table during my cheerleading practice when I think I put my earphones into the plastic bag. AFTER PRACTICE, I went home by myself. when I reached the bustop, I realised that my earphones were not with me. and for those of you who know me really well you know I can't live without my earphones. so I was panicking and was calling Fazari (my senior) who was with the guys at the time so I asked him to ask the guys whether any of them had seen my earphones and when all of them said no I relented with the fact that I had accidentally thrown away my earphones with the mcdonald's plastic bag so I went home and I could hear every single sound the bus was making and it was really disturbing. I could tell that someone was playing Crazy Taxi 2 and not Crazy Taxi 1 on his PSP . I knew that there was this one driver that is only present in Crazy Taxi 2 but that's besides the point. it was maddening because I could hear whatever the two girls behind me were saying and I craved so much to absorb myself in my music and let my imagination fly.
SO. when I went home I immediately went to loyang point and bought a pair of earphones. now the earphones that were available were the really stubby and uncomfortable kind which I loathed but I was desperate. so I went to the counter to pay for it and the second I gave my money to the lady, MATTHEW MOHAN, my phobos house captain called me and this was what he said, 'EHY NAMIRA I FOUND YOUR EARPHONES! haha lucky right?'
LUCKY?!?!?
I SPENT TWELVE DOLLARS ON STUPID EARPHONES.
I was utterly gobsmacked and flabbergasted.
but in all seriousness, I would like to thank my phobos house captain for finding my earphones.
so that was my short story for youuu.
DISTURBIA!
self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities.
I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.
read my lips.
they're watching.
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